Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

These words were full of intimidation, and it was clear that all her escape routes would be cut off, so that she would not be able to change her employer.

She swallowed fearfully and pushed his hand away, "I'll think about it."

Xiaoqian ran in from outside. He had finished his class.

"Mom, I learned how to make small pancakes from Aunt Lan. I'm going to make them for you to eat now."

In the past few days, Dad secretly hid in the kitchen and learned cooking skills from Aunt Lan, but he seemed to be less talented in this area. He almost burned down the kitchen and had several big blisters on his arms from the hot oil.

He was different, he quickly learned to make pancakes.

It would be better for Dad to learn other things to make Mom happy. Let him leave the small matter of cooking to him.

Lu Junyan held his forehead. He was secretly annoyed when he mentioned cooking, and the burn on his arm began to hurt.

He will not give up.

He didn't believe it. He was the most powerful young man in Dragon City, but he couldn't handle a small kitchen!

An Qi stroked her son's head and said, "Baby, you are still young and it is not safe to go into the kitchen. If you want to eat pancakes, mommy will make them for you, okay?"

Xiaoqian looked at her seriously, "I want mom to eat the pancakes I made by myself. Don't worry, I will be careful."

He went into the kitchen and took out flour, eggs and milk.

An Qi stood aside and looked at him silently, her heart trembling like a plucked string.

My son is so sensible and heartwarming.

Compared with Xiao Songguo, he is more like Lu Junyan, even his personality is similar, like a replica of him.

And Little Pinecone is more like her in personality.

Lu Junyan also came, leaning at the kitchen door and looking at his son with interest.

As expected, he is better than his predecessor. His son is more powerful than him and has no shortcomings.

An Qi felt his presence, and the moment she turned her head, their eyes intertwined and merged in the air, quietly warming up.

She quickly turned her head away, not wanting to have any unusual feelings in herself.

She had chosen Lu Haochen and decided to spend the rest of her life repaying his life-saving grace and care. The fate between her and Lu Junyan was completely over.

She would not do anything that would make Lu Haochen sad.

As for her feelings for Lu Junyan, they will be sealed in dust and will never be opened again.

Lu Junyan's eyes dimmed, with a hint of loneliness.

He was not sure he could win her heart back, so he could only rely on that piece of paper to keep her.

Maybe their fate is still there and hasn't been completely broken, otherwise he wouldn't have met her in Hawaii and gotten her back.

Xiao Qian uses a mixer to stir the batter into a uniform paste, pours it into the mold, coats it with butter, sprinkles it with sesame seeds, and finally puts it in the oven.

"Mom, you can eat it when it's baked."

An Qi held his cold little hand, "Xiaoqian hasn't eaten the food cooked by her mother yet. In the evening, mother will make pineapple and sweet and sour pork for Xiaoqian, okay?"

"Okay." Xiaoqian nodded, "Dad also likes to eat sweet and sour pork with pineapple."

He turned around and glanced at Lu Junyan. Lu Junyan curled up the corners of his mouth, half-smiling, and he had never eaten An Qi's cooking.

At this moment, An Qi's cell phone rang. It was Xiaopinecone.

"Mommy, little Pinecone's stomach hurts so much. When will you be back?"

An Qi was shocked, "What did you eat today? Why do you suddenly have a stomachache?"

"Just ate a box of ice cream."

"You must have eaten something bad. Is daddy at home?"

"No."

"Did Aunt Liu give you probiotics?"

"I've eaten, but I'm still not feeling well. Come back quickly, little pinecone is scared, ugh..."

"Don't be afraid, honey, mommy will be back soon."

An Qi hung up the phone and looked at Xiaoqian apologetically, "Mom is in a hurry and has to go back."

Xiaoqian's bright big eyes dimmed immediately, and she felt a little disappointed.

The small pancakes are not yet baked.

But he heard that his brother was sick, so he nodded sensibly, "It doesn't matter. You can go back first. I'll keep the pancakes and eat them when you come back."

In Longchengwan Apartment.

Little Pinecone hung up the watch phone with a sly smile on her face.

He won't let his brother and his ice cube daddy take mommy away.